Thursday, July 28, 2005

Room 404: file not found".

Why "404 - Page Not Found "? - Why not " 808 - Page Not Found " ?

The history of 404: Before the beginning of time, when the Internet was still very much under the spell of bare Unix shells and Gopher, before SLIP or PPP became widely used, an ambitious group of young
scientists at CERN (Switzerland) started working on what was to
become the media revolution of the nineties: the World Wide Web,
later to be known as WWW, or simply 'the Web'. Their aim: to create a database infrastructure that offered open access to data in various formats: multi-media. The ultimate goal was clearly to create a protocol that would combine text and pictures and present it as one document, and allow linking to other such documents: hypertext.Because these bright young minds were reluctant to reveal their progress (and setbacks) to the world, they started developing their protocol in a closed environment: CERN's internal network. Many hours were spending on what later became the world-wide standard for multimedia documents. Using the physical lay-out of CERN's network and buildings as a metaphor for the 'real world' they situated different functions of the protocol in different offices within CERN.

In an office on the fourth floor (room 404), they placed the World Wide Web's central database: any request for a file was routed to that office, where two or three people would manually locate the requested files and transfer them, over the network, to the person who made that request. When the database started to grow, and the people at CERN realized that they were able to retrieve documents other than their own research-papers, not only the number of requests grew, but also the number of requests that could not be fulfilled, usually because the person who requested a file typed in the wrong name for that file. Soon these faulty requests were answered with a standard message: Room 404: file not found". Later, when these processes were automated and people could directly query the database, the messageID's for error messages remained linked to the physical location the process took place: "404: file not found".The room numbers remained in the error codes in the official release of HTTP (Hyper Text Transfer Protocol) when the Web left CERN to conquer the world, and are still displayed when a browser makes a faulty request to a Web server. In memory of the heroic boys and girls that worked deep into the night for all those months, in those small and hot offices at CERN, Room 404 is preserved as a 'place on the Web'. None of the other rooms are still used for the Web. Room 404 is the only and true monument to the beginning of the Web, a tribute to a
place in the past, where the future was shaped.

Thursday, July 21, 2005

monkey story


A Nice monkey story

from: http://rkvsraman.blogspot.com/2005/06/nice-monkey-story.html
Put eight monkeys in a room. In the middle of
the room is a ladder, leading to a bunch of bananas
hanging from a hook on the ceiling. Each time a monkey
tries to climb the ladder, all the other monkeys are
sprayed with ice water, which makes them miserable.

Soon enough, whenever a monkey attempts to climb the
ladder, all of the other monkeys, not wanting to be
sprayed, set upon him and beat him up. Soon, none of
the eight monkeys ever attempts to climb the ladder.

One of the original monkeys is then removed, and a new
monkey is put in the room. Seeing the bananas and the
ladder, he wonders why none of the other monkeys are
doing the obvious, but, undaunted, he immediately
begins to climb the ladder. All the other monkeys fall
upon him and beat him silly. He has no idea why.

However, he no longer attempts to climb the ladder. A
second original monkey is removed and replaced. The
newcomer again attempts to climb the ladder, but all
the other monkeys hammer the crap out of him. This
includes the previous new monkey, who, grateful that
he's not on the receiving end this time, participates
in the beating because all the other monkeys are doing
it. However, he has no idea why he's attacking the new
monkey. One by one, all the original monkeys are
replaced. Eight new monkeys are now in the room. None
of them have ever been sprayed by ice water. None of
them attempt to climb the ladder. All of them will enthusiastically beat up
any new monkey who tries, without having any idea why.
"AND THAT'S HOW MANY COMPANY'S POLICIES GET ESTABLISHED".

Monday, July 18, 2005

Santa Singh

Santa Singh needed some money desperately.
Banta Tells him that if he prays to Shivji in a
temple,
his prayers would surely be answered.

So Santa goes to a Shiva temple. The temple had a
large Lord Shiva statue. Santa closes his eyes, bows
his head, joins his hands and says his prayer.

Santa: "Ho Jee tussee itne vadde ho. Itne mahan ho.
Saannoo 100 rupayen chahiye. Kripa karo."

The priest sees Santa praying. He wants to help Santa
but knows that a Sikh will never accept the money. So
he drops a 100-rupee note,from behind the statue, so
that Santa can not see him.

After Santa had said his prayers, and opens his eyes.
He sees the note
and thinks that god has listened to his prayers. He
takes the note and goes away.

However he is back again next day for money. Now the
priest is really annoyed with Santa.

The Priest decides that he is not going to give any
more
money to Santa. He changes the big Shivji statue
with a smaller one of Ganapathi that day.

Once again Santa goes to the prayer room. However he
does not notice the difference.
Santa closes his eyes, bows his head, joins his hands
and says his prayer.

Santa: "Ho Jee tussee itne vadde ho. Itne mahan ho.
Ajj to saannoo 50 rupayen hi chahiye. Kirpa karo."

After that he slowly opens his eyes and does not find
any money. So he lowers his demand a bit.

Santa: "O papa jee tussee itne vadde ho. Itne mahan
ho. Asee 10 rupayen me hi kaam chala lenge. Kirpa karo
jee."

Again he slowly opens his eyes and does not find any
money. He slowly raises his head and now notices the
small Ganapathi statue. He carefully looks left and
then right, and then slowly moves a bit forward near
the statue.

Then he whispers to the statue: "Puttar, Papa kitthe
hein ??!!

Thursday, July 14, 2005

-:Nice story:-


The old Master instructed the unhappy young man to put a handful of salt in a glass of water and then to drink it. "How does it taste?" the Master asked. "Awful," spat the apprentice.
 
The Master chuckled and then asked the young man to take another handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and when the apprentice swirled his handful of salt into the lake, the old man said, "Now drink from the lake."
 
 
As the water dripped down the young man's chin, the Master asked, "How does it taste?" "Good!" remarked the apprentice. "Do you taste the salt?" asked the Master. "No," said the young man.
 
The Master sat beside this troubled young man, took his hands, and said, "The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains the same, exactly the same. But the amount we taste the 'pain' depends on the container we put it into. So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things ..... Stop being a glass. Become a lake!"
 
Have a Blessed Day ! 

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Whats Time :))

Young Man: Sir, may I know the time, please?
Old Man: Certainly not.

Young Man: Sir, but why? What are you going to
loose,if you tell me the time?
Old Man: Yes, I may loose something if I tell you the
time.

Young Man: But Sir, can you tell me how?

Old Man : See, if I tell you the time you will
definitely thank me and may be tomorrow again you will
ask me the time.
Young Man: Quite possible.

Old Man: May be we meet two three times more and you
will ask my name and address.
Young Man: Quite possible.

Old Man: One day you may come to my house saying you
were just passing by and came into wish me.

Then as a courtsey, I will offer you a cup of tea.
After my courteous approach you will try to come
again.
This time you will appreciate tea and ask who has made
it.?
Young Man: Possible

Old Man: made itThen I will tell you that my daughter
has and I will then have to introduce my young and
pretty daughter to you &; you will admire my daughter.
Young Man: Smiles. ;)

Old Man: Now onwards you will try to meet my daughter
again and again. You will offer her to go out for a
movie together and a
date with you.
Young Man: Smiles

Old Man: My daughter may start liking you and start
waiting for you. After meeting regularly you will fall
in love with her and propose her for marriage.
Young Man: Smiles

Old Man: One day both of you will come to me and tell
me about your love and ask for my permission.
Young Man: Oh Yes! and smiles

Old Man: (Angrily) Young man, I will never marry my
daughter to a person like you who does not even own a watch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

One fine day

One fine day, a bus driver went to the bus garage,
started his bus, and drove off along the route. No
problems for the first few stops-a few people got on,
a few got off, and things went generally well.

At the next stop, however, a big hulk of a guy got on.

Six feet eight,built like a wrestler, arms hanging down to the ground.

He glared at the driver and said, "Big John doesn't
pay!" and sat down at the back.

Did I mention that the driver wasfive feet three, thin, and basically meek? Well, he was. Naturally, he didn't argue with Big John, but he wasn't happy about it.

The next day the same thing happened-Big John got on
again, made a show of refusing to pay, and sat down.

And the next day, and the one after that,and so forth.

This grated on the bus driver, who started losing
sleep over the way Big John was taking advantage of
him.

Finally he could stand it no longer. He signed up for
body building courses, karate, judo, and all that good
stuff. By the end of the summer, he had become quite
strong; what's more, he felt really good about
himself.

So on the next Monday, when Big John once again got on
the bus and said, "Big John doesn't pay!," the driver
stood up, glared back at the passenger,and screamed,
"And why not?"

With a surprised look on his face, Big John replied,
"Big John has a bus pass."

Moral of the story:
Be sure there is a problem in the first place before
working hard to solve it.

Monday, July 11, 2005

Bank Balance

Some basic facts of life which applies to the Salaried People

Bank Balance
First Week : 10000
Second Week : 1000
Third Week : 100
Fourth week : 10

Conveyance
First W! eek : Auto ("I can afford it")
Second Week : Share Auto ("I would like to share. I am selfless!")
Third Week : Bus ("Public figures should travel by public transport")
Fourth week : Walk ("Good for health")

Girl friends
First Week : Eena, Meena, Tina ("I can BUY love")
Second Week : Meena, Tina ("I have enough girl friends")
Third Week : Tina ("I am loyal to her")
Fourth week : "Huh! There is no pure love on earth!"

Mobile Maintenance
First Week : Frequent outgoing calls ("This is what mobile is invented
for")
Second Week : Restricted outgoing cal! ls ("I should not create
unnecessary traffic on mobile lines")
Third Week : Rare outgoing calls ("Mobile should be used in urgent
situations only")
Fourth week : Only incoming calls ("I am not going to call her until she
calls me")

And last....but not the least...

Freaking out
First Week : "Come, let's go to Pizza Hut and freak out!"
Second Week : "Man, there is nothing in Hut . Let's go to Burns Road."
Third Week : "The best place to booze on earth is our house itself. What
say?"
Fourth week : "Heavy Fats are injurious to health"

Take care my friend. .

Take care my friend. .

 

Take care my friend,
I miss talking to you.
And laughing with you,
And sharing moments,
that makes being with you soo special..

 

Take care my friend.
Becoz- theres all wrong
with a day when u r not here.
Somethings missing.
And inspite of myself..

 

I listen for your laugh
and watch for you face in the crowd.
Stand by the door
waiting all day
thinking.. maybe you will drop by..

 

Take care my friend
becoz i cant help thinking
how lonely it is without you
and how nice it would be to have you here..

 

But most of all.. Take care.
becoz you matter to me .

Thursday, July 07, 2005

A Kya Bolti Tu

Hindi
A Kya Bolti Tu
A Kya Mai Bolu
Sun
Suna
Ati Kya Khandala
Kya karu Ake mai Khandala
Are Ghumenge, nachenge, gayenge Aish karenge or kya ?


Sanskrit : This is too good
Aye balike, twam katham kathisyasi
Aye balakah aham kim kathisyamh
Shrinvasi!
Shrunha
Kim twam khandaalaa agchasyasi
Aham kim kurwasyami khandaalayeh
gamisyami, bhramisyami, nryuthyami, gaayami, maja
karishma, kim karishyami?


Gujarati :
Aye shun bole tu?
Aye hun shun bolu?
Sambhal
Sambhlaav
Aave chey su khandaalaa?
Shun karu aaviine khandaalaa?
Ghumshun, pharshun, naachshun, gaashun, majaa karshun,
beeju shun?

Marathi
Aye kaai tu mhantes?
Aye kaai mi mhanhu?
Aik
Aikav
Yetes kai khandaalaa?
Kai karu yevon mi khandaalaa?
Are ghumuyaa, phiruyaa, gavuyaa, nachuyaa, aish
karuyaa, aankhin kai?

Kashmiri :
Heey, kya chaakh wannan
Heev, kya bhe wanneyyyy
Booz
Wanoo
Pakha telle khandalaa;
Kya karee weeteth bhe khandalaa
Pherevhey, nachevhey, geevevhey, khevevhey, eesh
karav, beyy kya?

Konkani :
Aye ! kitte sangta tu?
Aye ! aao kite sangu?
Saang
Saan! gta
Khandalaa yeta ghi?
Khandalaa yevun kithe kharche?
Bhovya, Phireya, Naachya, Gauya, maja korya, anikithe?


Punjabi :
A ! ke boldi tu;
A ke mein bolan;
Sunh
Sunha
Chaldi khandala
Ki karaan ae ke mein khandala
Are Ghoomenge, Turainge, Naachenge, Gaavenge, Mauj
Karenge, Aur Ki ?


Bengali :
Ei ki bolis tui
Ei ki ar boli
Shon
Shonaa
Jabi ki khondalaa
K! i kori giye khondalaa
Are, ghurbo, phirbo, nachbo, gaibo, maja korbo ar ki?

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Malayalam :
Aye yenna pariyunnu?
Aye nyan yenna pariyu?
Keku
Pariyu
Varinno kh! andala?
Yendu cheyam? Nyaan vannu Khandaala?
Karangam, chuttam, paadam, aadam, maja
cheyyam,verendha?

Telugu :
Aye, ainte chaepphuta vu
Aye,ainte chaepala
Vinu
Chaeppu
Wastava Khandala
Yem Chesedhi? vacchi Khandala
Thiruguthamu, eguruthamu, aadthaamu, paadthaamu,maja
chesthamu inkemi?

Sindhi :
Aye cha thi c! haen tu?
Aye Maan chaa chavan?
Budh
Budhai
Acheti cha khandaalaa?
Cha kandis achi maan khandaalaa?
Are Ghumandasi, phirandasi, gayendasi,
Nachandasi,aaish kan! dasi, byo cha?

Magahi : (BIHARI)
A ki bolahin tu
A kya boliyuow hum
Sun
SunaowAaimahi ki khandala
Ki kariaow aake hum khandala
Gumbai, Phirbai, naachai, gaayii, aish karbai aur ki

Assamese:
ey ki kua tumi?
ey ki kom moi?
sun
suna
ahibi ki khandala?
ki korim aahi moi kahandalaa
are ghurim,phirim,nasim,gaam,khub phurti korim aru ki?

Tamil:
Enna solre
Ennatha solla
mudalla kelu,
sari sollu
Kandala variya
kandala poi enna panrathu
Vera enna .oor suthuvom aaduvom paaduvom jalsa
pannuvom

Foreign Languages :

German :
Was sagst du?
Was soll ich sagen?
Hor mal!
Sag mal!
Kommst Nach Khandala?
Was machen wir in Khaldala?
Wir gehen, spazieren, tanzen, singen, haben spaCx,
was noch?

Spanish :
Tu que deceas?
Yo que deseo?
Oye
Di me
Vas a tu khandaalaa?
Que haceo, yo voy en el khandaalaa?
Viajamos, vagabundeamos, bailamos, cantamos,
disfrutamos, si no.

Chinese :
Ain, Chon Zuan Ho?
Ain, Chon Hee Zuano?
Sui,
Suion,
Hyuan Chon Khandala?
Chon Tsuani Hyui Hee Khandala?
Chijuan, Kajuan, Marijuan, Siuan, Samshuan
Tsuaniya Tsu Chon?

Russian :
Aeich, Kov Speache niv?
Aeich, Kov miv Speache?
Nuushev,!
Nuusheva,
Comeva Kov Khandala?
Kov Sheychev Comov miv Khandala! ?
Rotiv, Rotrach, Balleva, Opereacha, Enjova
Sheychevin, Kov
Gobraich?

French :!
Aye! qu'est-ceque tu dis?
Aye! qu'est-ceque tu me vouler dire?
Entendre
Entendrez
Est-ceque tu viens a la Khandala
Qu'est-ceque je fais a aller a la Khandala ?
Promenez,! Allez, Dansez, Chantez a quelle?

Zambesi : (African)
Aye, Zwa To Zulu,
Aye, Zwa Ze Zulu,
Wahte,
Kaso,
Heliyo To Khandaalaa?
Zwa Kumi, Helithe Khandaalaa?!
Himala, Romala, Wahwahla, Infala, Kumaya Kumana, Ni

A -to- Z for apple.

A for apple.
B for bada apple.
C for chhota apple.
D for dusra apple.
E for ek aur apple.
F for fokat ka apple.
G for gol apple.
H for hazar apple
I for itney saarey apple?
J for jaao nahi khaani hai apple
K for kaise nahi khaayengey apple
L for lena padhega tumko apple
M for mujhe nahi chahiye itne apple
N for naa nahi kehtey kyunkey yeh hai apple
O for Oh to tumne khaa daale yeh saare apple
P for peth bhar khaao apple
Q for qismat mein nahi hoti hai sabke, yeh apple
R for roz agar khaao tum apple
S for sehetmand rahoge khaaogey agar tum apple
T for tumko nahi milengey itney achey apple
U for udhaar kii nahi hai yeh apple
V for very tasty hai yeh apple
W for waste na karo time aur khaalo jaldi se apple
X for X'mas mei bhii Hi! khana padenge apple
Y for youn na chehra phero dekhkey apple
Z for zaraasa aur khaalo apple


--
From: Mayura-Y-Mhaisalkar <mayura@ncb.ernet.in>

Monday, July 04, 2005

Gone are the days........but not the memories

-----Original Message-----
From: Suresh Butteddi
--------------------------
Gone are the days........but not the memories


Gone are the days
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.

Gone are the days
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes.

Gone are the days
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.

Gone are the days
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals,
And returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.

Gone are the days
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds.

Gone are the days
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table, Was awaited more
eagerly than the monsoons.

Gone are the days
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.

Gone are the days
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.

Gone are the days
When few rushed at 5:30 to
"Conquer" window seats in our School bus.

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed holidays after them.

Gone are the days
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost, We laughed, we
cried,
we fought, we thought.

Gone are the days
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more.

Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and Ever.

I hope you went back to your Golden Olden days..........

For a while..........as I DID!!

Didnt u????

Sunday, July 03, 2005

Remember

Remember : WORK like we don't need the MONEY, LOVE like we have never been HURT, DANCE like nobody is WATCHING !!
If a Job's worth doing, it's worth doing well !!

Friday, July 01, 2005